My Death Flags Show No Sign of Ending

“… it seems that there was something like that”

“I’m scared! What’s that?”

After hearing Ell’s story, Rifa shuddered while holding her shoulders with both hands. It’s certainly a creepy story.

Well, that’s why I told Leafa.

This gave Leafa a fragmentary and strong impression of the situation surrounding Harold. It’s her curious.

“So what’s next !?”

Ell’s aim was to eat. It seems that I was able to get interested.

“I wonder if this is the end of the day. If I don’t sleep, I’m going to fall asleep on the fire.”

“Eh …”

“And you’re going to climb the mountain tomorrow to fight the monsters? You have to rest well”

“I understand. 鈥︹€?鈥?/p>

While being a little unfaithful, Rifa lays down with Goron. Soon after, I started to take a nap.

As I say many times, Ell hasn’t revealed her gender to Rifa. Isn’t it a little defenseless even though there is a person next to me who is unknown whether it is a man or a woman?

The day after we had such an act.

Maybe last night’s story worked, Rifa repeated the action of turning her gaze toward Harold and flickering from the morning.

I’m not very busy. Perhaps curiosity and self-control are at odds with each other.

Harold, while noticing it, goes on steadily without saying anything.

Harold’s destination seems to be the summit. The ice dragon is also near the summit, so there is no hesitation in its steps.

Harold, who walks at the front of the monsters that he occasionally encounters, cleans up almost alone, so El and Rifa really just climb.

Harold, who is doing well but doesn’t waste his mouth, and Rifa, who can’t find a chance to talk to him. Ell, who observes the two with interest, and no one speaks.

Harold suddenly stopped and looked back, perhaps because he couldn’t stand the line of sight from Leafa.

And I started to question Leafa.

“Hey”

“What …?”

“A while ago It’s annoying. If you have a need, say it. If you don’t, don’t snoop on me. It’s unpleasant. “

High-pressure wording. Normally, it would be pressured by itself, but Leafa’s reaction was the exact opposite.

Listen back as if it was just right. Ell thinks that alone is a big deal.

“Then I’ll ask you without the confusing things. Is it true that you’re about to be executed?”

Harold’s sharp gaze pierces Ell.

Well, Rifa, who didn’t know about Harold, asked this question yesterday today. Not to mention who infused her with information.

“… How far have you heard?”

From whom, not to where. It was an affirmation of the question.

And at the same time, as Ell was glaring at, the probability that there is still some secret hidden in this story has increased.

If you just affirm, you shouldn’t have to worry about how much you know. If you turn it over, you can say that there is something you don’t want to know or want to hide.

Harold’s reply may be a check on Elle who informed her while checking how much Reefa knew. To determine if you have reached the inconvenient truth.

Reefa, who seems unaware of such intentions, tells exactly what she heard from El last night. Harold, who heard it, had a moody face from beginning to end.

“–That’s a place like this”

“That’s pretty much right. Otherwise, I’ll cut the tendons of both legs and leave them on this mountain. “

” Your idea is scary … “

Harold, who had listened to Rifa’s story to the end, gave a warning but affirmed it again.

I’m not completely convinced, but Rifa withdrew, probably because he thought he would actually do it even from the bad deeds he heard.

But Elle, who had been watching Harold for a long time, didn’t miss the moment when he reacted a little. It’s twice.

The first time when Cody’s name came out. The second time was when the word “subject” was spoken.

From that reaction, Harold probably noticed something strange. On top of that, he affirmed without pointing out that.

If this is the case, he may come into contact with Ell.

I’m really looking forward to how much information I can get from Harold. The excitement is similar to that of a treasure hunter in front of a treasure chest that sleeps in the back of the labyrinth.

Even while Ell is inwardly enthusiastic, Harold’s progress is unstoppable. And a little after noon.

The three arrived at the top of Giran Snow Mountain.

“I’ve arrived!”

Rifa screams with joy as if he had forgotten his purpose.

The top of Giran Snow Mountain has some rocks, but it was basically flat. It’s a season with little snow, but in winter all the rocks will be covered.

And at the center of the flat summit is a crater with a diameter of about 200 meters.

Harold approaches the crater, ignoring Leafa, who feels the sense of accomplishment at the summit. Elle, wondering what to do, followed.

Harold looks into the crater and jumps and jumps when he finds a part where the slope is relatively gentle and there are many places to use as a scaffold.

Tan, Tan, Tan and Harold descending with good rhythm. There is no danger of falling into the sea of lava because it is a dormant volcano, but it descended more than 100 meters in no time.

Harold arrived at the bottom of the crater and took out something like a machine. I don’t know for sure because it’s a long distance, but I installed it in the center of the crater.

After finishing the work in a few minutes, Harold returned, jumping as lightly as he went.

“It’s amazing athletic ability. I don’t think I can imitate it.”

“Hmm. p>

“What were you doing with that?”

“It has nothing to do with you”

I get a ridiculous reply. Well, I don’t think it’s easy to teach.

Ell wonders if it’s some kind of observation device at the laboratory he belongs to.

“By the way, you …”

Harold’s sharp eyes are further narrowed. Are you pursuing the strange point mentioned earlier here?

Even though I thought so, for a moment, a scream that cut through the air of the two people rose. I don’t have time to ask and answer questions.

I found it immediately when I searched for Leafa. The problem is that she confronts a giant, ice-armored dragon.

That is an ice dragon.

Whether it was an enemy or a bait, the Ice Dragon chases Leafa. She avoided it and threw a test tube at it, causing an explosion.

The attack was successful, but it didn’t seem to cause much damage. At this rate, Leafa will lose.

When I see Harold, I’m standing with my arms crossed. It seemed that he was observing the battle between Leafa and the Ice Dragon.

“Why don’t you go to help?”

“I’m not going to help you from the beginning. Do it alone to the limit. It’s okay. ” No. There is only a difference between late and early help, and considering the danger of Leafa, it would be better to help immediately.

“… I can’t talk if I can’t reach this level of opponent”

“That’s it What do you mean? “

I picked up Harold’s mutter and listened back, but the reply was silent. He is watching Rifa’s battle with a serious look.

Elle, who gave up thinking that no matter what he asked, turned his gaze back to Leafa. In case of emergency, be prepared to help.

She threw a test tube again, avoiding the ice dragon’s claws and ice breath. However, it does not explode, it just overflows with a clear liquid and wets the body of the ice dragon.

After repeating this several times, Rifa then throws a test tube between himself and the Ice Dragon. Then, a white mist spread in places.

Is it a dizziness that robs the ice dragon of sight? The aim fits well. The ice dragon loses sight of Leafa due to the thick haze and begins to go back and forth.

Reefa, who kept a distance without missing the chance, completed the chanting and cast a spell.

“This is the end–!” Flame Burst “!”

Fireball turns into an ice dragon like a meteor. Pour down. And the moment it hit directly, a deafening roar and a big explosion occurred.

The formidable power is completely different from the flame burst that Ell knows. Certainly, the magic is that countless Fireballs fall, and finally an explosion occurs and the flame swallows the opponent.

However, there should be no formidable power so far. What the hell did Leafa do?

A high-rise flame. Rifa, who did that, was looking at the flames and the back while breathing on his shoulders.

The shadow of an ice dragon lying on the ground. This time it would have done a lot of damage.

However, the shadow begins to move. The ice dragon that stood up with its neck raised roared toward the clear sky.

“It’s a lie … I can’t beat it …?”

A voice of Leafa full of despair. She must have tried her best, but the ice dragon never fell.

No doubt, this was her limit.

An ice dragon spreads its wings and flaps into the sky. The body that jumped out of the flame is engraved with a number of scratches that are never light.

However, the ice dragon still had the will and power to fight.

An ice dragon that rises steadily. I wondered if I would run away as it is, but suddenly the giant flipped over.

Vertical fall from the sky 銆?/rp> Freefall 銆? . Even during the fall, the wings gain propulsion and accelerate.

The target is, of course, Leafa, and she can’t respond to the attack when she’s exhausted.

If you hit it directly, you will die. That part will be missing if it is squeezed.

Such an attack that could be called a one-shot deathblow was interrupted with a heavy sound of gakin.

The ice dragon that has fallen at a considerable speed is blown away and rolls while scraping the rock surface at the top of the mountain.

Not only Leafa, but even Elle, who was far away, took his eyes off the scene. No, I couldn’t believe it because I was away and watched what happened.

A giant ice dragon that attacks from the sky and is likely to exceed 1 ton. Harold slashes it with a dual wield 銆?/rp> 銉?銉? 銆? sword. I just knocked it down.

Fatigue, fear, surprise. Leafa sank into the spot, perhaps because of them.

“… It’s a hassle”

Potsuri and Harold leaked such words. If you follow his gaze, there is another ice dragon that will fly toward you.

Maybe that roar was for calling friends.

The situation is too critical if you think about it normally. Still, Harold’s choice of fleeing is fine.

The right hand holds a wide longsword. A blue gutter runs on the dull-colored blade that seems to be heavy, and a jade-colored crystal is embedded in the base of the sword, and the brim looks like a burning flame.

On the other hand, the one on the left is a thin black sword. With no unnecessary decoration, it was more like Harold in that it made me feel sharp.

With the sword of the right hand on his shoulder and the sword of his left hand slowly lowered, Harold groans and raises his body, and the ice dragon that flies to here. Do not make slight movements while keeping the two bodies in sight.

Eventually the two will stand side by side. A feeling of intimidation that makes you think that challenging it is like giving up your life.

Harold says to such an ice dragon.

“The only thing you have to wait for is death. Don’t resist and be killed quietly.”

Your opponent is a monster. You probably didn’t understand Harold’s words.

Still, the ice dragons were angry. Is it because they were hurt or because they invaded their territory?

But that anger doesn’t last long.

I felt like a sword flash ran. I felt it, because I couldn’t actually see it, but after a beat, it proved to be correct.

The head of the already tattered ice dragon has fallen. No dismay, no resistance.

Like a tiny toy destroyed by a child.

The neck is cut off, and it collapses while spewing red-black blood from the cross section. >> . An ice dragon breathes toward Harold standing behind him.

If you eat it, people will freeze in a blink of an eye. The moment it was released, Harold disappeared. And a scream that goes up.

When I saw it, the right eye of the ice dragon was torn apart.

Before you know it? There is no time to think about it. Next, the three claws on the left are cut off together.

When I opened my wings and jumped up a few meters to escape to the sky, the patagium was shredded and fell to the ground.

Harold doesn’t stop. Attacks endlessly, leaving only the afterimage.

It was no longer a battle. Atrocities in which the overwhelming strong man teases the weak.

Even Ell, who has a panoramic view, cannot keep up with Harold’s speed and orbit. The ice dragon, which is being slashed up close, will surely be hurt before he can understand what it is.

This is the existence of Harold Stokes.

Bad boy? Killing a knight? The youngest genius in history to join the Knights?

It’s not something that can be easily described by such words.

What stuck to my cheeks. I will return to myself.

Wipe it with the right hand, it’s the fresh blood of the ice dragon. The wiped hand was quivering.

Ell has seen some of the so-called strong men with his own eyes. Exaggerated anecdotes told in various places and the bravery of the fierce men who are superior to hearing.

However, such a haze of power that seems to be isolated from the strength of human beings. A disaster that seems to scatter death.

Ell, and surely Rifa, were afraid of Harold at this moment.